You Are My Rare Passion

"I understand," Fang Lutong said bitterly, "it's not a gift or alms, but a return and compensation. Everything that originally belonged to the Si family, I will return to A Yao, and what originally belonged to the Fang family, I will give it to A Yao. As a father, I will compensate A Yao."

"Dad!" Fang Yixian finally couldn't control his emotions, and his voice was furious: "Don't forget, I am also your son! I am the son of your first wife! I am the legitimate heir of the Fang family!"

Returning everything from the Si family to Fang Yao, he has nothing to say.

But everything in the Fang family is also given to Fang Yao, where will he be placed?

"In the past, A Yao was also my son, didn't he have no inheritance right at all?" Fang Lutong looked at him with surprisingly calm eyes: "If your mother hadn't planned to frame me, A Yao would be my first wife. His son is the legitimate heir of the Fang family, and everything in the Fang family should be inherited by him."

Fang Yixian looked at Fang Lutong blankly as if he didn't know him, and took a few steps back.

Could it be that this is the so-called power of love?

In the past, his father obviously hated Fang Yao so much that he wanted him to die.

But now, knowing that Fang Yao is his and Siqi's son, and knowing that Siqi has never betrayed him, Fang Yao has become his father's favorite.

And him, his father raised him for more than 20 years, his father is kind and his son is filial, just because his mother is not the person his father loves, his father no longer loves him, right?

He closed his eyes in pain, feeling that it hurt to breathe.

He clenched his fists tightly, trying desperately to calm himself down.

After a long time, he opened his eyes, looked at Fang Lutong and asked softly, "Dad, do you want to betray your relatives? No matter how you compensate Fang Yao and Mi Sheng now, they will never recognize you as a father again. Do you still want to give up?" Even Mingzhu and I were hurt, when you get old, will you be alone?"

"What's wrong with being alone?" Fang Lutong smiled bitterly, "Isn't being alone just what a stupid pig like me should be? I have loved you for more than twenty years, and you are going to sever ties with me just because I left my property to your younger brother, so what does it matter if I recognize a son like you?"

Fang Yixian opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

Fang Lutong looked at him with a cold expression on his face: "Now I am the head of the Fang family, and all the shares are in my hands. They are my private property. There is no law that stipulates that my private property must be distributed equally. For all the children, even if I want to give it to a beggar, donate them all, it is my freedom, and it has nothing to do with you as a son."

Fang Yixian opened his mouth.

He wanted to say that what he cared about was not only property, but also fatherly love.

Why is he so outstanding, and why their father and son have been in love for more than 20 years. After knowing that Fang Yao is also his own son, he, the eldest son, has no place in his heart at all?

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

His dad was actually right.

Fang's belongs to his father, and his father can give it to whoever he wants.

His father has done his best to love and raise him for more than 20 years. If he refuses to recognize his father because his father does not give him the right to inherit, it is unfilial.

Now his father's heart is all over Fang Yao, and nothing he can say will help.

He gritted his teeth, swallowed all the unwillingness and pain, and took Fang Lutong's hand again: "Dad, you taught me the right thing, but I was wrong. I have no choice but to give your property to whomever you love. Quan Guowen, let's go, I will accompany you back to go through the formalities."